Sometimes when I
close my eyes

I imagine you, with your stupid smile
Finger tips along my skin

Dragging gently
Soft as satin;

Laying down gold on the cracks and seams
Yes, the very ones that you constructed

But there’s no ache anymore
Only warmth

Until I open my eyes again...

O h

What I’d give for a day
To soak into your love

As if nothing ever changed